‘I think, maybe, I’ll sell this place,’ Frankie said. ‘If I’m going to be living with you, I won’t need it and, even though there are nice... memories here, there are some bad ones, too. You think, maybe, Mr. and Mrs. Ervins would want to buy it?’ ‘I don’t know, Frankie,’ Kay replied. ‘From what Stu told me, it may be quite a while before Mike’s well enough to even think about something like that. And I’m not sure what will happen when Sue finally gets out of the hospital.’ ‘Yeah, man, all this. Tim, feeling this, gives a content moan as she does. It is like a sign that both are ready to move to the final act. Usually, Abbie rolls on her back and lifts her legs over Tim’s shoulders so they can look into each other’s eyes as they accelerate to the final outburst.Other times, Abbie will ride Tim, setting the pace for them. Or lying side by side, Abbie’s back to Tim’s stomach as he slides into her with one of her legs thrown over his thigh. They enjoy so many ways, even Abbie on her. Karly had just come come home from working her part-time job, and told me she was going to take a shower. My sarcastic humor made it necessary to joke, and say, "You want some company?" leading her to look at me, her face all red, blushing. "Uh, well, thanks for the offer, but uh, well, I think I gotta pass." I just laughed and said, "See you when you're done." Karly looked at me, giggled, and said, "You're such a perv," before walking into the other room.I was on the couch when I saw her. They managed to follow them in their bus back to the café on the edge of their town but then he managed to lose them on the ring road, as I told you over the phone yesterday.”“So what does he do for a living now that he’s out of the Army?”“He’s a postman.”“A Royal Mail postman?”“Yeah, he delivers letters on a couple of rounds around the town where Miss Lyndsey works. He also paints houses and seems to be making more money from that than his day job.”“Lots of postmen and firemen on shift work do.